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Elizabeth Taylor in Marfa, Texas, on the set of Giant in 1956. i wish i could wear pants like that in the desert.

(image by Frank Worth/Emage International/Getty Images via Vanity Fair.)


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March 23, 2011 at 5:57 pm


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it was my 27th birthday earlier this month, and darling James of Mister Pictures took photos at my Elvis and croquembouche-themed party.

(and a big thank you to Natalie and Nomi for hosting!)

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January 22, 2011 at 12:58 pm

driving to Texas…

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i’ve been driving the last four days, repositioning my mom and the family dog, Candy, from Toronto to Houston for the fall/winter months. (yes, repositioning… like a cruise ship, setting up port each season in the place with the most favourable climate. my dad lives in Houston year-round but my mom flees to Toronto when the summer Texas heat gets to be too much.)

first stop was Dayton, Ohio… which was nothing noteworthy (sorry, Ohio!) though i did go to a Cracker Barrel for the first time and i still feel weird about that. (if you’ve been to a Cracker Barrel you’ll know what i mean, right?)

from Ohio we headed into Kentucky and i, having a thing for horses, totally fell in love with the state. rolling hills, miles of wooden fencing—it’s beautiful. we stopped in Lexington and watched a bit of the World Equestrian Games from a live TV in the main square and i got a “Southern Sundae” from one of the food vendors, which i really regret not taking a picture of. so, please imagine: layers of pulled pork, baked beans, and coleslaw topped with a corn muffin, served in a tall glass. (Toronto friends, this will be recreated in the future!)

on our way out of Lexington we detoured about 20 miles into Marion County, to tour the Maker’s Mark distillery in Loretto. bad news: we got there too late to do a tour. good news: we got there just in time to sneak into another group’s tasting.

Nashville, Tennessee was our next stop and, um, secret: i’ve been listening to a lot of country music lately so it was interesting to see the place where it all happens. (even if you don’t like country music, the idea of it being this ridiculous self-contained industry is still fascinating, and do find a way to read this recent New Yorker piece on Brad Paisley.)

the area around our hotel was “Music Alley” which is just an endless neighbourhood of recording studios—even after midnight on a thursday, when i took Candy for a walk, you could still hear songs playing from inside the highest towers. i bought cowboy boots on Broadway and also put Candy on a saddle for a ride outside one of the bars on 2nd Street. Nashville, i will return soon to explore you further.

friday! onward south through Mississippi and Alabama via the Natchez Trace parkway which my sister and mom had spent much time previous to our departure celebrating, because of its beauty and their feelings that it was the “best way to get to Texas”. this is a lie, unless, of course, your driving goals include going as slowly as possible (50mph! are you kidding me?) on a single lane highway through trees and meadows which at first are pretty but eventually just seem like the same roll of stock footage throughout your 5 hour drive. i know this does appeal to some people but i really, really enjoy seeing urban sprawl and country living while i drive and this just wasn’t part of the Natchez Trace.

however, i will credit the Trace with showing me something i have endlessly romanticized: cotton!

cotton fields are stunning. the plants almost look purple, topped with perfect, fluffy white poufs. i ran into a field and plucked off a souvenir boll to bring home, a move partially inspired by my current re-reading of Gone With The Wind but mainly because when do you ever see cotton in its natural state? does the cotton boll count as a skeuomorph—because we process the plant and then mass reproduce it into the original ball shape?

our last night was spent in Ridgeland, Mississippi, where i ate the best oyster po’boy, and from there we forfeited any further pit stops to make it home to Houston within seven hours. and Texas? it’s… the Texas i know and love: fast highways, perfectly humid weather, endless strip malls, and the comforts (aka strong margaritas) of my parents’ house.

however, the journey doesn’t end here! my bff Terra has arrived today and we’re heading out on a road trip of our own. so: more adventure to come, from San Antonio, Marfa, and Austin, plus all the other sights we’ll find deep in the heart of Texas.

ombre rocks

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“oh, just spent an afternoon sorting rocks by colour at the beach today…”

(images via Old Chum.)

Written by Paige

September 22, 2010 at 5:49 pm

back to school!

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well, back to school in the state of mind sort of way. (actually, i was supposed to be taking an illustration class this fall but low registration levels caused it to be canceled. so unfair!)

(image via simply lovely and care of hello alana.)

Written by Paige

September 13, 2010 at 6:34 pm

red hair… for life.

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i am so, SO happy to have red hair again. (okay, it’s actually been about a month since i rejected my brief return to an almost-natural brown shade and returned to auburn… but i still feel excited about this fact pretty much every day.)

(photo credits, starting at top left and going clockwise: Karen Elson in US Marie Claire June 2010 via moodboard, adorable blogger delightfully tacky, random on we heart it, Autumn de Wilde photo shoot for Oliver Peoples featuring Shirley Manson via girl from around the way, dreamy pic via Swedish blog fab things, and the almost-ombre locks of hannah from Hannah and Landon.)

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May 11, 2010 at 11:26 pm

weetzie bat.

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one of my favourite books as a teen was Girl Goddess #9 by Francesca Lia Block. the book is a collection of whimsical shorts and the title story itself is written in zine format. (and please, let’s share a moment of “eeeee!”-nostalgia for zines.) anyway, one of my favourite things about this story was the way that the two characters, Lady Ivory and Alabaster Duchess, dressed up when they got to meet their rock-god Nick Agate. it was all slinky dresses, creamy layers of lace, and of course, rough and tumble boots. i dreamed about being able to create outfits like that (probably to wear to No Doubt concerts) but, um, lace dresses don’t sit so well in the mind of a teenager’s parent.

unless you’re sixteen year old Genie from South Africa. sigh.

(image via Genie M’s lookbook.)